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Block out/EKV - soba
u praznoj sobi nema vrata
i tragovi zuba na prstima
lampa svetli zute parole
reci dosadne
i reci porozne
hrana je dobro u meni i tebi
mleko u casi i kolac na usni
probudi me, probudi me
U praznoj sobi necije stvari
I prljava ljubav u mrljama
Popodne zraci topao miris
Miris dosade i reci dosade
Hrana je dobro u meni i tebi
Mleko u casi i kolac na usni
Probudi me, probudi me
Poljubi me, Poljubi me
u praznoj sobi nema vrata
i tragovi zuba na prstima
lampa svetli zute parole
reci dosadne
i reci porozne
hrana je dobro u meni i tebi
mleko u casi i kolac na usni
probudi me, probudi me
U praznoj sobi necije stvari
I prljava ljubav u mrljama
Popodne zraci topao miris
Miris dosade i reci dosade
Hrana je dobro u meni i tebi
Mleko u casi i kolac na usni
Probudi me, probudi me
Poljubi me, Poljubi me
Ostavivsi narancu, Helga kaze: "Zis way."
Skunk Anansie
Secretly
I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind
I've got to think so selfishly
'Cos your the face inside of me
I've been biding my days
You see evidently it pays
I've been a friend with unbiased views
Then secretly lust after you
So now he's gone rusty you're bored and bemused
You wanna do someone else
So you should be yourself
Instead of here with me
Secretly
Tryin' hard to think pure
Bloody hard when I'm raw
You're talking out so sexually
'bout boys and girls and your friggin' dreams
So no you feel lusty
Your hot and confused
(So) now you've been busted
Your caught feeling used
(You had to do) someone else
(You shoulda been) by yourself
Instead of here with me
Secretly, secretly
meni apsolutno jedan od boljih bendova koji se pojavio u zadnjih...pa ajmo rec' 15 godina i jako mi je jako krivo da su se raspali jer ono sto skin radi sad sama mi nije bas tako dobro.
Secretly
I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind
I've got to think so selfishly
'Cos your the face inside of me
I've been biding my days
You see evidently it pays
I've been a friend with unbiased views
Then secretly lust after you
So now he's gone rusty you're bored and bemused
You wanna do someone else
So you should be yourself
Instead of here with me
Secretly
Tryin' hard to think pure
Bloody hard when I'm raw
You're talking out so sexually
'bout boys and girls and your friggin' dreams
So no you feel lusty
Your hot and confused
(So) now you've been busted
Your caught feeling used
(You had to do) someone else
(You shoulda been) by yourself
Instead of here with me
Secretly, secretly
meni apsolutno jedan od boljih bendova koji se pojavio u zadnjih...pa ajmo rec' 15 godina i jako mi je jako krivo da su se raspali jer ono sto skin radi sad sama mi nije bas tako dobro.
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Matters Of The Heart, Tracy Chapman
I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When one's denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I won't call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If there's a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart
I guess I'm crazy to think
I can give you what you don't want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart
I can't believe
It's so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess it's just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart
You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
I've learned my lesson I've been edified
In matters of the heart
I've spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again I've left to much to chance
In matters of the heart
Here I sit
I'm feeling sorry for myself
It's quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
We're all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart
I'm already missing you
Although we won't say good-byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
We'll see eye to eye
In matters of the heart
I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
I'd be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart
If today were my birthday
I'd be reborn
As Bronte's bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart
Matters of the heart
I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When one's denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I won't call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If there's a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart
I guess I'm crazy to think
I can give you what you don't want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart
I can't believe
It's so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess it's just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart
You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
I've learned my lesson I've been edified
In matters of the heart
I've spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again I've left to much to chance
In matters of the heart
Here I sit
I'm feeling sorry for myself
It's quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
We're all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart
I'm already missing you
Although we won't say good-byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
We'll see eye to eye
In matters of the heart
I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
I'd be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart
If today were my birthday
I'd be reborn
As Bronte's bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart
Matters of the heart
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- Spol/rod: žensko
- Ja sam: lezbijka
- Lokacija: sumrak ili zora
Ja slušam susjede, koji se svadjaju...a pokušavam slušati Gibu "Sama sebi dovoljna". To je baš u mom stilu ...inače preporučam Nigel Kennedy and The Kroke Band. E, tip tako dobro gudi po violini, da ti srce jeca, sline cure, oči bubre (da nije -200*C , rekla bih da imam kasno-zimsko-rano-proljetnu prvu peludnu hunjavicu).
mazohist & truba
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- Ja sam: lezbijka
- Lokacija: centar za rehabilitaciju
- Kontakt:
Eagles Hotel California, mmmm nice, emotional..and fluid, great music,(intro+solo+tablature) perfect lirics...
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Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She's got the Mercedes bends
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain Please bring me my wine
He said We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say
.......
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
What a nice surprise
Bring your alibies
....................
Mirrors on the ceiling, pink champagne on ice
And she said, we are all just prisoners here
Of our own device and in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast, they stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
Relax said the nightman we are programed to recieve
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave...
...........
Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She's got the Mercedes bends
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain Please bring me my wine
He said We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say
.......
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
What a nice surprise
Bring your alibies
....................
Mirrors on the ceiling, pink champagne on ice
And she said, we are all just prisoners here
Of our own device and in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast, they stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
Relax said the nightman we are programed to recieve
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave...
Don't explain yourself cause talk is cheap
There's more important things than hearing you speak
There's more important things than hearing you speak
kaj fakat??
inaće ja sam specijalizirala (evo samo što mi doktorat ne uruče) krivo pjevati pjesme...
ali ovo je most defenetly wine(mislim Captain je metafora za konobara) em ovo je skinuta origigy verzija i vjerujem da su sve riječi točne.
inaće ja sam specijalizirala (evo samo što mi doktorat ne uruče) krivo pjevati pjesme...
ali ovo je most defenetly wine(mislim Captain je metafora za konobara) em ovo je skinuta origigy verzija i vjerujem da su sve riječi točne.
Don't explain yourself cause talk is cheap
There's more important things than hearing you speak
There's more important things than hearing you speak
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KUBB-WICKED SOUL:
I don't wanna watch the street or TV
I don't wanna hear about your day
I've got no time to hear, about how much you care
Shut your mouth and come this way
I am the weirdo in your bedroom
And I can see you in the dark…oh
Tonight's the night I shed my wicked soul
I take it out on you and watch you lose control
Tonight's the night I shed my
Tonight's the night I shed my
Tonight's the night I shed my wicked soul
My wicked soul
Let's cut all communications
I've told your mother not to call
So lay down on the bed, ‘cause now I've locked the door
And we don't live out there no more
I am the weirdo in your bedroom
And I can see you in the dark…oh
I don't wanna watch the street or TV
I don't wanna hear about your day
I've got no time to hear, about how much you care
Shut your mouth and come this way
I am the weirdo in your bedroom
And I can see you in the dark…oh
Tonight's the night I shed my wicked soul
I take it out on you and watch you lose control
Tonight's the night I shed my
Tonight's the night I shed my
Tonight's the night I shed my wicked soul
My wicked soul
Let's cut all communications
I've told your mother not to call
So lay down on the bed, ‘cause now I've locked the door
And we don't live out there no more
I am the weirdo in your bedroom
And I can see you in the dark…oh
Don't explain yourself cause talk is cheap
There's more important things than hearing you speak
There's more important things than hearing you speak